Curiosity - Part 3 (Patreon)

It hadn't happened then, of course. Two minutes wasn't nearly long enough to do anything more than tease her, force her to think about how good the vibrations had felt through the wet padding, and leave her whimpering behind her gag once it was over, and Alia was changing her into a fresh diaper.

Abby had no idea how long it went on... She kept expecting other clients to show up, to hopefully help her, but Alia must have cancelled their appointments, because she never heard as much as a doorbell, or a knock on the front door, while she was trapped, totally at Alia's mercy. 

The longer she made it between using her diaper, the longer Alia would use the wand on her. Abby was sure the girl was making up the times to make her feel worse, but there was no way for her to prove it here... All she knew for certain was that, however long it was, it was never long enough to earn the time needed to actually bring her to orgasm. 

At first, she was grateful, though that quickly changed, as each time she was edged, she got a little more desperate to see it all the way through, making her restraints all the more torturous. Obviously, she'd prefer to do it outside of a diaper, but, eventually, the need to have it happen at all became stronger.

"Please!" she begged at last, when Alia took out the gag to feed her. "I-I can't take it anymore! Just give me a little more time with the wand!"

"But I thought you were a big girl," Alia frowned. "Big girls shouldn't be rewarded for having accidents in their diapers, should they? Unless... Are you just a baby after all?"

It took what seemed like another day or two - not that she could tell for certain - before Abby admitted to that. "Yes," she winced at last. "I'm a baby..."

"Well," Alia grinned. "In that case..." Everything changed after that; now, while she didn't always gets changed right away, often being left to stew in her wet or dirty diaper for a while, the quicker she used her diaper after being put into a fresh one, the longer she got to spend with the Hitachi. She'd told herself she only needed it once, to help clear her mind and allow her to her think of a way out of this, but after being teased for so long, it had been mind-blowing.

She knew it was because of how long she'd waited, yet Alia claimed it was the diaper doing it, that Abby truly just loved her diapers that much... And, despite her initial plan, she couldn't help thinking about it, wetting herself quicker and quicker after a change so she could try and give some thought to other things, like escaping her own nursery, although it never seemed to work out quite that way.

Then, one day, after unsecuring her from her crib, where she slept strapped down, spread-eagled, Alia didn't take her to her usual restraints. The collar and cuffs around her wrists and ankles stayed on, of course - other than a bib, a diaper, and her stockings, they were all she'd worn since this had begun - but Alia merely hooked her wrists to the collar, leaving her still helpless, though not nearly as exposed. She even gave Abby a regular pacifier, one she could spit out if she chose... Not that she would have, since Alia had the gag in hand, a wordless threat.

"All right, baby girl," Alia said. "Today is your test... I have a client for you." Abby's eyes widened; she hadn't thought about clients in what seemed an eternity. How could she face them, after everything she'd been through, especially like this?! Using her diapers was almost instinctual now, a way to earn herself a nice reward... She didn't think about trying to stop herself anymore. Could she be trusted in big girl panties again?!

"Don't worry," Alia smiled down at her, "Nobody will expect you to be a big girl again... I doubt you remember how. I found you some new clients, ones who want a baby girl to take care of, or a little sister to play with them. Some of them might be repeats, but I made sure none of them expect you to look after them... They all know they're in charge now, and that, if you don't do as you're told, you won't get to play with your favorite toy."

Abby blushed bright red at the thought of anyone else - much less someone she'd diapered in the past - seeing her this way... But what could she do? Alia was right... She'd do just about whatever it took to get some more time with her wand. Somehow, she'd let herself be turned from a Mommy Domme to a little diaper slut, and, even if she thought Alia would let it happen, she honestly wasn't sure if she really wanted to find a way to change back anymore.